Sorry but this post is belated. I ws travelling for 2 days so I couldn't update it.
Well yuh know how we do it in Trinbago!!! Things never get done until.... Hmmmn until.... ANyway so you would have read my last post... But hear this one, relating this to my earlier experiences.. Thank God things finally came together; I had the most hectic day of my life on Tuesday 10 August... See checklist: come into Port-of-Spain; get trip health insurance; go pennywise; get a suitcase; get to da bank; get yellow fever vaccination and malaria propholyxis; go to travel agent; put together cultural presentation; get haircut; do laundry; pack; sigh sigh sigh... and loads more according to my facebook 10 August.
Anyway so that was done with and ah was ready mentally and had all intention to get packing and really start preparing myself in terms of the material and so on.. But then, the friend whom I had made arrangements to drop me to the airport 2 days before decided to cancel close to 3am and my flight was scheduled at 7am.. SO I was livid. I eh dig no horrors cuz ah reach this far, NOTHING and ah MEAN NOTHING eh getting in my way... SO I say alright cool... nice delete from eveything for you and so said so done!
SO then it's to organise transport. SO I called around to directory assistance to get a taxi. Finally got through to one at some minutes after 3am, requesting a taxi for 4am, then soon after changed to 4:30 am (cuz ah was still doing laundry! SHAME) Anyway, so the taxi arrived at 4:15am. I responded after receiving another call at 4:35am and told the driver that I would be down soon. About 5 minutes after I receive a call from the 'Boss man": "Like you eh wah this taxi awa... (Silence)" Then I said: "Yes, of course, I'll be there in 2 mins." So said so done, den bram... When I go downstairs to see what's going and pack my stuff in the car, there was none!!!! SO I start to panic, palpitating... "Oh lawd, what I going to do and it's minutes to 5?!"
So desperation took me and I standing in front my gate. I see a neighbour pulling out in the area, I start flagging down like crazy... "Oh gosh, please ah have a flight at 7 and the taxi gone," I said with little breath due to serious anxiety and panic. I further stated that I would hire him for the journey to the airport. So like good samaritan the gentleman, whose name I forgot to ask because I was so out of it at that point took me up and took me to the airport. I arrived about 5:30am. Systems were down and the check-in agents for American Airlines were manually entering information. SO I stood in the Business Cabin line and it was alright more or less. Then went to do a transaction and headed upstairs... Refer to facebook status (Wednesday 11 August) :
"Aye like they wanted meh to burn meh tongue... Ah hadda gorge down dis hott chocolate
look thing even tanty in wheelchair getting pat down...so I'm by the gate now! Waiting..." Then hear the thing, FLIGHT DELAYED!!!!
To be continued.... (In Malaysia now, will update accordingly. Conference Registration about to start).
Blessing :)
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